Jan. 12th, 2008
'tis the season for friggin' freezin'
Jan. 12th, 2008 09:35 pmThis is my new favorite song. And I don't even know what it's called. But it says that Maine has six months of freezin' and six months of getting there.
I'm so tired that I could probably go to sleep right now. But I'm worried if I do that I'll be up at like 6 am, which just seems silly when I don't have to be to work until 9am.
I was going to watch more SeaQuest with the roommate, but her mom decided they should go play pool. So she's not here. I don't know anyone else who hangs out with their mom as much as the roommate does. I see my mom once maybe twice a week for a couple minutes and call it good. I haven't seen my dad since Christmas. A close family I do not have.
I'm so tired that I could probably go to sleep right now. But I'm worried if I do that I'll be up at like 6 am, which just seems silly when I don't have to be to work until 9am.
I was going to watch more SeaQuest with the roommate, but her mom decided they should go play pool. So she's not here. I don't know anyone else who hangs out with their mom as much as the roommate does. I see my mom once maybe twice a week for a couple minutes and call it good. I haven't seen my dad since Christmas. A close family I do not have.
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Jan. 12th, 2008 10:03 pmSaw a customer today who looked liked Brendon Urie. Well what Brendon Urie might look like if he was wandering through Maine buying exhaust pipes wearing a navy blue Carhart hoodie. I was amused if nothing else. Which was good, because that was about the time that I nearly started crying over something very stupid. I'm blaming sleep deprivation on for the almost crying thing. Because looking up the wrong number for a page an a half of tires and then having to type all the numbers into a little hand held scanner thing really isn't something to cry about.